richard ilnicki

Her Neologism - Poem by richard ilnicki

I was famished, that lean and hungry look, but not of Cassius.An obvious perishingwas taking place; the decline and fallof my immune system.A new antigenic markerhad invaded the secret space, the place of hidden letters.My mind was devouring itselfbite by subtle bite.It was then she saw mestanding on the bottom of the cornerof a perfect circle.When she saw me so hungryshe gently lassoed me, pulled me to herselfand lovingly gave me a new wordon which to feast.